Back in the winter of 1996 I would walk 15 miles to the library in the blistering cold barefooted everyday just to get on the internet. I was a lonely child without a friend in the world. The bullies would meet me at the doors every day to give me a wedgy. Then they would pick me up by the collar and carry me to the bathroom where they would shove my head into the toilet and flush it five times. After all of this had been done I would walk into the library and wait in line to use the computer. Finally after 1783 people had had their turn I would sit done in the chair and connect to the internet. As soon as it would connect it would then disconnect me. I battled with the thing for 47 minutes and then finally it would give in and I'd spend 2.34 minutes checking my e-mail. Then I would disconnect, wish my good computer a wonderful night sleep and be off. I would rise early the next day to do it all over again. After four years of doing this the library finally bought new computers and threw the old ones out. I wept bitterly as I searched for my dear compture friend (who I had come to know as Fred) and did not stop til I found him lying in a junk yard in New Jersey. I carefully picked up my poor friend and carried him back to my house where I put him at my kitchen table and haven't moved him since. Now I just sit in my house day and night, never leaving for I am afraid that if I leave Fred for more than 0.24 minutes he will shut off and never come back on again. I still do not have any friends and the bullies now come to my house to have our daily battle. But no matter what happens in life, I will always have my dear Fred beside me the whole way:)

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*Blinks stupidly* Hobbies?